Caramel

It won't do To dream of caramel, To think of cinnamon And long for you. It won't do To stir a deep desire, To fan a hidden fire That can never burn true. I know your name, I know your skin, I know the way These things begin; But I don't know How I would live with myself, What I'd forgive of myself If you don't go. So goodbye, Sweet appetite No single bite could satisfy... I know your name, I know your skin, I know the way These things begin; But I don't know What I would give of myself, How I would live with myself, If you don't go. It won't do To dream of caramel, To think of cinnamon And long for you.